brined through bonein aftermaths of paringflaying skin from sights seenneuropathic yesterdaysturn tomorrow into untruthsforeshadowed, foretold, and foreseentorn asunder by thine own self truthsleft holding used tosweight of the world in empty handsnot enough to keep…
the night air is heavy coating my lungs in regretthat colors the tone of my voice in gravel all that was beautiful was always twistedbut not every twisted branch holds beauty air cooled by moonlight…
I never asked you to love mebut you built a foundationstrong enough to carry the weightof the baggage I forgot I carried You made me believe your vows of fated soulsin your arms is the…